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For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.

Vincent Van Gogh

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Kevin

I feel like I haven’t posted anything personal lately. No long rambling updates on my life, random thoughts, or drunk snatches that always feel like confessions.

Inside my head so much more goes on than people realise and at the same time so much less.

I think I need to let out all of those things happening inside my head.

My true mood, thoughts, and feelings are so easily misunderstood.

In other seemingly unrelated news I’m going to buy a goldfish today and and I’m going to call him Kevin.

Clint Eastwood Anti-Crack Cocaine PSA from the 1980s.

“See this cute little vial here? Its crack rock cocaine.”

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Where is your god now.

Where is your god now.

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Hyperbole and a Half: Depression Part 2

This is post the most accurate and heartfelt thing I have ever read/seen about depression. Take some time to follow the link and read it all. I can guarantee that you will not be disappointed.

“Maybe everything isn’t pointless bullshit”.

Words to live by.

I’d try to explain that it’s not really negativity or sadness anymore, it’s more just this detached, meaningless fog where you can’t feel anything about anything — even the things you love, even fun things — and you’re horribly bored and lonely, but since you’ve lost your ability to connect with any of the things that would normally make you feel less bored and lonely, you’re stuck in the boring, lonely, meaningless void without anything to distract you from how boring, lonely, and meaningless it is.

Allie Brosh

Probably the best definition of depression I have ever read.

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2 weeks ago -

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Omar comin’ yo!

Sylvia Plath (via incorrectsylviaplathquotes)

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Same.

Same.

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It’s totally absurd for filmmakers not to be able to make films the way they want to make them. But in this business it’s very common. I came from painting. And a painter has none of those worries. A painter paints a painting. No one comes in and says “You’ve got to change that blue.” It’s a joke to think that a film is going to mean anything if somebody else fiddles with it. If they give you the right to make a film, they owe you the right to make it the way you think it should be. The filmmaker should decide on every single element, every single word, every single sound, every single thing going down that highway through time. Otherwise, it won’t hold together. The film may suck, but at least you made it suck on your own.

David Lynch on having final cut (via iamsambell)

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3 weeks ago -

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Trying to stay positive.

Trying not to whinge. Trying not to complain.

And failing. This week has been terrible. I can’t wait til this weekend is over and its next week already.

I feel like crawling into bed and staying there for a thousand years.

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